Fang Wu became more and more courageous in battle.
Several werewolves of the Wraith level were forced to retreat under his onslaught.
'The special training was indeed effective...'
Fang Wu took a deep breath.
Among the entire Darkmoon Squad, he was the most diligent in his special training.
The intense warm-up cross-country training on the first day dealt him a significant blow.
As a martial artist, his physical attributes should be his greatest strength.
However, on that day, he didn't even make it to the finish line!
He also couldn't withstand the same training to resist the impact of energy storms.
So during this month of training, his high-intensity cross-country training and energy storm resistance training were five times that of his teammates!
After his daily warm-up cross-country run, he would secretly go to the instructor and ask him to increase the pressure of the formation to five times!
Now there is no gravity to restrain us.
Fang Wu felt incredibly light.
Compared to before, it's as if it's been reborn.
"Superpower - Enchanting Illusion!"
Yu Yuanyuan also used illusion magic to provide support from the rear.
The werewolves were affected by the illusion, and their mobility was significantly weakened.
There was no way to dodge Fang Wu's attacks!
'strangeness......'
Yu Yuanyuan glanced back at the night watchmen who had come with them.
'Are these guys just watching the show from the sidelines?'
The expressions on the faces of the night watchmen were somewhat grim.
"What should we do?" The balding Night Watchman said in a low voice, "I didn't expect these two Confucian reinforcements to be so strong. If this continues, these werewolves may not be able to hold on."
The flat-headed night watchman, his face grim, said, "There's no other way, we'll have to use that."
"Martial Arts Technique - Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain!"
Fang Wu's movements were as swift as the wind.
Then, several loud "bangs" were heard.
The five werewolves seemed to have been kicked into the sky by him at the same time!
Immediately afterwards, his figure could be seen flashing in and out of the sky and on the ground.
Most of the time, his movements are completely invisible to the naked eye.
Every time Fang Wu's figure could be barely seen, he would throw a dozen punches or seven or eight kicks.
The five werewolves were being tossed around in the air like tennis balls, crashing and banging about!
"That's amazing..."
Yu Yuanyuan, watching from below, was also somewhat stunned.
Is this speed and this power really something a level 7 martial artist can achieve?
No wonder he's the man she chose!
"Buzz—"
At that moment, a strange overclocking sound suddenly rang out from somewhere!
"hiss......"
Fang Wu gasped, stopped moving, and fell from the air.
After being hit more than a hundred times in mid-air, the five werewolves finally fell to the ground.
"Damn... this kid is really weird." A werewolf, covered in wounds, got up from the ground.
Ultimately, it is the Eight Realms of Demons and Monsters.
Although Fang failed to land a single combo.
But it's still tough and thick-skinned.
"Let's get out of here now!" another werewolf said gravely.
"Don't go..." Fang Wu wanted to chase after him, but the eerie sound made him stagger and fall to the ground.
He felt dizzy and couldn't stand up at all. His face showed pain, and he could only cover his ears with his hands.
Yu Yuanyuan rushed over immediately: "Fang Wu!"
Yu Yuanyuan discovered that this high-frequency hum seemed to only work on humans.
She possesses the bloodline of a typical succubus.
Therefore, this kind of sound seems to have a very limited effect on her.
Yu Yuanyuan frowned and turned to look at the night watchmen.
About half a minute later.
The sound, which seemed to come from nowhere, gradually faded away.
Fang Wu gradually recovered and opened his eyes.
The night watchmen also got up from the ground.
"What was that just now?" the crew-cut night watchman said, picking at his ear in pain. "It made me dizzy..."
Yu Yuanyuan looked at them and asked, "Why didn't you help when we were fighting those werewolves?"
"Huh?" The crew-cut night watchman paused for a moment. "Well..."
"Hehe, no, no." The balding night watchman chuckled and said, "We just saw that the young man was quite capable, beating those werewolves to a pulp. Seeing this, we didn't want to interfere, for fear that our intervention would only make things worse."
"Even if you don't offer direct assistance, you could at least use your support skills, right?" Yu Yuanyuan's voice was somewhat cold: "Don't you have a single support-type superhuman among you?"
Bald Night Watchman: "Well... we're not support-type superhumans, so we can't really help much with support skills."
The night watchmen laughed it off, made excuses, and tried to gloss over the matter.
Yu Yuanyuan didn't ask any further questions, but her heart sank.
These night watchmen are suspicious...
......
On the other side.
The city center is located within the Fourth Ring Road.
Truman and the White Beast, Meng Feifei and Hua Yingwen, met at the crossroads after they had finished their rounds.
"It's you guys."
Meng Feifei asked, "So, have you found anything over there?"
Truman shrugged: "Not yet."
"Sigh..." Meng Feifei sighed in frustration, looking up at the dark sky: "Searching like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Who knows when and where those monsters will make their move?"
"Hehe, you guys are still the same as before, you haven't improved at all."
At that moment, a familiar yet sinister voice suddenly rang out.
Everyone's expression changed, and they all looked up.
On a large tree overhead, a white-haired, red-eyed boy sat on the trunk, playing with a small dagger in his hand, a wicked smile on his face.
"White Fang??"
Meng Feifei frowned: "What are you doing here?"
After the National Freshman Tournament ended, Bai Liao did not join Dark Moon and was never seen again.
I never expected to meet you here again!
Truman's eyes were calm as he looked at the white fangs in the tree: "We were all disguised, how did you recognize us?"
"Heh, I've been a professional assassin since I was a teenager. I've used your makeup tricks to death. Do you think you can fool me?" Bai Liao grinned, giving off an unsettling smile. "I remember the scent of everyone I've met. That's the mark of a professional assassin, you know?"
"What are you doing in the capital?" Meng Feifei asked irritably. "You don't mean you've come here to start a fight with us, do you?"
"I'm not that bored," Bai Liao scoffed, coldly saying, "I just accepted a bounty for an assassination. A wealthy patron paid me to kill someone, and the target just happened to be in this city. I just didn't expect to run into you guys. What a pleasant surprise."
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